I Leaped

I Leaped By Dane Smith-Johnsen Saw my life indisputably clinging to a past night. Saw my hopes fall downward, as my heart lay broken. Ripped asunder like petals of a buttercup, strewn. Vanished with the wind. Saw my dreams undeniably showing in the moonlight. Saw my mind rebounding and life’s paths ricochet. Turned, I, somewhere to a place that in God I knew not. Lost in the landscape. Saw my soul distinctly crying, dying without insight. Saw my lone self-sinking in a crest’s avalanche. Plunging quickly as a geyser whose power lost might. Steaming with duty. Saw my Father understandingly reach down from above. Felt the strength of loving as He held out His hand. Leaped I safely to the bosom of His arms that day. Praying, by faith, home.